Blowing pink soap bubbles,
my thoughts fly in the air...

I am a soldier
I am carrying a weapon with me all the time...

All the dreams we had
I wish you could understand...

I am too honest to lie
but I am too sad to tell the truth...

If it's all gone
why I am still standing here...

Life is too short
For all of us...

I was born in cold prison
My mother was beautiful...

In the name of God
Merciful, Compassionate...

Watching your lips moving
forming words...

Crescent moon and star
famous symbol of Islam...

Rain is drumming my window
Cool summer winds blows in my room...

Reality is plastic
life is gymnastics...